It’s been a long time that I actually write anything on my journal thats long. I recently read a CaeNguyen-May7-2011blog journal entry from him. I just have to laugh at how stupid he is. As we all grow up everyone splits up in their own directions. The only friends I ever hang out with are Brandon Walsh and Lloyd Lupfer who are my actual friends. Everyone else are consider everyday friends that we all encounter.
Funny fact when I read his journal I laugh and feel sad for him. As you grow him life and decide on a career. I choose computer because its what I’m good at. Since you have to work 8+ on the computer you don’t have the time to socialize. Some people just don’t like socializing. Nghia began to fall into the Sweatshop world. I laugh really hard when he makes fun of other. He’s just one of those sweatshop workers again when he talk about it. Its all human beings trying to make a living. I laugh my ass off because I paid over 2 years of his living expense with me and he call me escape goat. Pretty pathetic.
I laugh even harder when he tries to return dad’s car that our dad gave to him. Then later that night he takes it back. I laugh so hard when dad and I work only a few hours and make well over what he makes in a week. There’s differences in peoples jobs. People have different jobs and get pay differently. My dad Tiet Nguyen works his ass of. He is disable in one leg due to the war. Even when hes disable he fought to sail to the United States on the last boat to United States. Sadly my older brother Nhan never made it because he died. After the failure my dad got jail and a couple years later he took me and this time we made it safely on US soil.
If my dad never work his butt off my brother Nghia would never be in United States. He’s probably walking buffalo and cows around farmland. Nghia is too young to know the story of our family. Even if we tell him all he say is he doesn’t care. I just feel pathetic of his understanding. Him dissing dad like that its just sad to see him. If he live in this house long enough he doesn’t have his ears open. He just sit at the computer and play games. He doesn’t even care to open his hears to listen why our family argues and for what cause. My mom send all our living expense money to Vietnam to her side to support her brothers and sisters. My dad work from fixing cars when theres job and yard mowing is what we live base on. My mother work on a sweatshop at goodwill. My dad works at home and still make money. My dad make time so he can socialize. He makes time where he can enjoy a cup of coffee isn’t a crime. My dad learn how to balance his work life and his morning coffee. Therefore my brother Nghia is stupid and blind.
Oh well…just a good laugh. Nghia laugh at people but then in return I laugh at his sad little ass. He can’t even afford a car. He had to choose a rich girlfriend and wife because she need a visa. He needed her money.
Over all I’m happy for my dad and mom. They did a great job. But in life they have diffferent views. Dad wanted a family. Mom just love her family in Vietnam and neglect to reazlize we’re in needed here as well.
Feel sad for Nghia little sad ass. Used me for money and now complains. Very sad….very sad….
Alright enough of my anger. He’s just pathetic. I’m moving on. Well guys get ready for my next conjunction project. =) See ya in the next journal.